Feather 9 - Special Milk

[catslooklikeme]

[So the milk arrived in the morning as it always did, and this time, it was Nall's turn to drink it. It went down easy, didn't taste any different than milk normally does. Maybe he got lucky and chanced to drink some every day, ordinary milk?

Nope.]

[Housemates][Hey guys, try not to take offense when the sight of you makes Nall jump and cry out

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[ooeeooahah]

[ She's out making a grocery run, when she nearly runs into Nall. His flinching worries her. ]

Nall? Hon, you all right?

[catslooklikeme]

[Nall looks up at the mention of his name and is noticably startled when he looks at Ilsa.]

Je-

[He cuts himself off and looks back down, expression pained. Fists clenched, he starts muttering.]

Damnit, Nall, you know it's not what it looks like, STOP IT.

[ooeeooahah]

Hallucinations?

[ She gently puts a hand on his shoulder. ]

Your turn for the milk this morning?

[catslooklikeme]

[Nall flinches a bit, but nods mournfully. Yes, he drank the milk, yes, he's tripping. He's not enjoying it.]

[ooeeooahah]

Would a hug help, or freak you out?

[catslooklikeme]

[Nall laughs a little, although it's not his good cheerful laugh, it's more a broken laugh.]

I guess that would depend on who would be hugging me... because the person I see in front of me can't be here... She just can't...

[ooeeooahah]

[ She sighs. ] Hon, it's Ilsa. If I could shield out the influence, I would, but I tried that already.

[catslooklikeme]

Oh, it's you...

[Nall cracks the barest of smarmy grins.]

Then yea, definitely. Hug away.

[ooeeooahah]

[ She wraps him in a hug, murmuring, ] I didn't know you couldn't hear me through the illusion, I'm sorry.

[catslooklikeme]

[Nall returns the hug, burying his head in her shoulder.]

Don't apologize, it's not your fault. It's the stupid milk... it's making Mayfield look like Burg... it's making everyone look and sound like people I used to know...

[ooeeooahah]

Visual and aural hallucinations, then.

[ Ilsa strokes the back of his head. ]

May I try something, Nall?

[catslooklikeme]

[Nall raises his head to look at her, expression curious.]

Go ahead, Ilsa. I trust you.

[ooeeooahah]

[ Those that can See might be able to pick up on a barrier growing around the two of them. Then, without shifting her position, she hums a nine note melody. After nine repeats, she sighs and pulls her head back to look Nall in the eye. ]

I can't seem to grab hold of the substance that's causing the hallucinations. I was afraid that might happen, but I had to try.

[catslooklikeme]

You can do stuff like that, Ilsa? That's... wow...

Thanks for trying... I appreciate it.

[ooeeooahah]

[ She rubs his back a moment. ]

Sometimes, I can. It depends on the composition. I couldn't grab the poisons, even when they were in my system, but I hoped the hallucinogens might be built differently.

[catslooklikeme]

[Aww, Ilsa... you got poisoned. Nall's not happy about that.]

Sounds like Mayfield is cheating again.

Wish I could be shocked.

...I'm sorry. This has got to end soon, right?